Sanctification begins from the fruit of the years
Chapter 223 Proceeding to the first holy mountain to refine the mountain and river cauldron, the cri
Chapter 223 Proceeding to the first holy mountain to refine the mountain and river cauldron, the crisis that makes Master Lu uneasy comes
In the mountains and rivers tripod, there are picture scrolls presented, spread out flat, and there are Xia Rui surging.
Strange mountains and rivers, grasslands and lakes, plains and canyons, cities and villages, etc... can all be presented one by one in the picture scroll with incomparable clarity.
This is different from the mountain and river map of the Wenyuan that An Le saw in the Dazhao Imperial Examination. The mountain and river map of the Wenyuan is a picture scroll drawn by the great Confucianism walking in the world, using his own arrogance to integrate pen and ink.
It's not even a treasure, it's just a magic weapon.
The pictures inside are like ink and wash, all of which are false. Although it incorporates the will of the great Confucianists of the Academy of Arts, it is obviously incomparable with the map of mountains, rivers and society presented by the real mountain and river tripod.
As the Dali Kingdom's fortunes swallowed by the invincible force poured into it, the pictures of mountains and rivers became more and more lifelike, and Anle could even see all the pictures in the territory of Dali Kingdom in a single thought.
Such a strange scene is very novel to An Le, as if he has a real-time map of the whole Dali, and he can click wherever he wants to see.
Of course, it is only within the scope of Dali Kingdom, because the two mountain and river tripods light up only within the scope of Dali Kingdom.
Although Dali has never recognized that it is within the scope of Middle-earth, Shanheding just ignores it and directly includes it, and it can only be regarded as a corner.
What really attracted Anle's attention was the third Shanhe tripod that appeared on the map of Shanhe Sheji.
Condensed by luck, it presents an illusory state.
An Le subconsciously stretched out her hand and grabbed the third Shanhe cauldron.
In an instant, the cloud dome that seemed to be ten thousand feet high was torn apart, the mountains and rivers changed, and the stars and rivers turned around.
An Le's entire figure, as if in an instant, was directly pulled by Shanhe Ding and disappeared in place.
On the stage of picking stars.
Wang Yansheng and Su Muzhe, who were admiring this unique masterpiece of Zhaixingtai, felt that the breath of peace disappeared in an instant.
Almost an afterimage passed by, and Wang Yansheng's figure had already appeared in the position of An Le retreat.
"Gone?"
Su Muzhe also appeared, with surprise in his eyes.
"Mr. An...where did you go?"
"Isn't it retreating? Why did it suddenly disappear?"
An Le disappeared so suddenly, almost out of thin air, not to mention the reaction, he didn't even have time to move his eyes.
"Mr. An doesn't seem like someone who left without saying goodbye. It's very likely that there were some minor accidents during the cultivation process. Otherwise, wherever he went, he would tell us a word."
"Besides, Mr. Lu just said that what Dali is about to face is the Yuanmeng cavalry's attack. Without the help of Dali's national destiny that he swallowed, the defense formation will be easily torn apart. At that time... Dali will be difficult to fight." Keep it."
Wang Yansheng frowned.
It's not impossible for An Le to leave, but at this point, something...is not appropriate.
"Palace Master, you wait here. It would be best if the young master comes back. If you don't come back, you have to protect the Star Picking Platform. I'll go find Mr. Lu and discuss the countermeasures. If the young master really can't come back in time, we may have to Get ready to retreat."
"With the current situation in Dali, it is impossible to deal with Yuanmeng iron cavalry."
After Wang Yansheng finished speaking, the sword light emerged from the arm bone, bursting out from the star-picking platform in an instant, illuminating the brilliance of dawn, and his figure also flitted out, as fast as a shooting star.
Su Muzhe's face was dignified, her brows were shining brightly, and the sword palace was looming, with swords hanging one after another jingling in it.
She unreservedly released her energy, her soul surged, and she sensed her surroundings, trying to sense whether An Le was still around, but unfortunately, she didn't catch any breath.
An Le disappeared without a trace, and it is unknown where she went.
But Wang Yansheng didn't go far away.
Lu Yishan, who was dealing with domestic affairs in Dali, sensed it. He had a star map, and he was very sensitive to the situation in Dali.
As soon as the breath of peace disappeared from the capital of Dali, he had already noticed it.
After entrusting some tasks to trusted civil and military officials, within the palace, Wang Yansheng's figure has turned into a diffused sword light and emerged.
"Young master suddenly disappeared."
Wang Yansheng, with flying hair and fluttering sleeves, looks like an unrestrained sword fairy.
After breaking through to the tenth realm, his lifespan increased, and he looked a little chic.
"I sensed that the young master disappeared strangely, but we don't need to worry... With the young master's temperament, he will not disappear for no reason. There must be something that he can't stop."
"Let's just wait a while. As for the Yuanmeng cavalry's attack, starting from Yuanmeng and marching to Dali, even if equipped with Tianyao horses, Yuanmeng cavalry will take at least two days. Let's wait."
Lu Yishan said softly, his voice was very peaceful, not in a hurry.
"Big deal, we quit Dali and no longer stick to it."
"Young master has devoured the destiny of the Dali kingdom. Now the destiny of the country belongs to you. As long as you don't die, Dali's orthodoxy is ours. As for the capital, it is not a big problem to let it go to Yuanmeng. At worst, we can take it back later."
Lu Yishan was very indifferent. Although An Le's sudden disappearance caught them off guard, the impact was not great.
Wang Yansheng also calmed down, not as anxious as before.
"I don't know where the young master has gone..." Wang Yansheng frowned, he was still really worried about An Le's safety.
After all, today's Jianchi Palace has been completely bound to An Le.
Holding a book in his hand, Lu Yishan recorded the situation of the Dali treasury, and heard Wang Yansheng muttering.
"Young master's disappearance during the retreat is obviously related to his cultivation. Lu can make a guess, and the reason for the sudden disappearance of young master must be related to space. Either the Mohist space seal, or the two mountain and river cauldrons..."
"The disappearance of the space seal must have a strong spatial fluctuation. It is impossible for you and Mu Zhe to react in time, so the space seal is excluded. Obviously, the disappearance of the young master...is related to Shanhe Ding."
Lu Yishan leaned on the chair, pointed at the book with his fingers, his eyes suddenly brightened, and he smiled.
"Perhaps, young master...maybe he ran off to a certain holy mountain?"
"The holy master turned the seven mountain and river tripods into seven holy mountains, and the only ones who can summon the young master to leave are other mountain and river tripods..."
Wang Yansheng pouted, stroked his beard, and looked at Lu Yishan like a monster.
Are people with brains so scary?
So much can be analyzed with just a few clues?
In front of such a person, wouldn't there be any secrets at all?
It's a scary look. Fortunately, Lao Lu is with him.
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……
It seems to be falling from the sky, tearing the clouds and letting the mountains appear in front of you.
When the eyes were clear, An Le found himself on the top of a mountain, green and verdant, with forests of trees, light rain, and misty mountains.
An Le, dressed in white Shengxue, stepped on the muddy mountain path, stepping on the bluestone, fell into deep thought, looked around, as if analyzing the position where she appeared.
The two mountain and river tripods have returned to the spine, sinking and sinking quietly, and the two mountain and river tripods that have been refined to the extreme are now very well-behaved, with a feeling of being ordered by arms.
Although An Le still can't fully display the power of Shanhe Ding, it is because of his own lack of cultivation base. When his cultivation base improves, he will naturally be able to master the power of Shanhe Ding with familiarity.
"This is a mountain?"
"Holy mountain?"
Anle thinks, he is not stupid, the third Shanhe Ding shown on the map of Shanhe Sheji may be the call of Shanhe Ding.
And where is Shanheding located?
Naturally, among the many holy mountains, except for the Shanhe Ding of the seventh mountain, he refined the Shanhe Ding in the Mausoleum of the First Emperor.
The remaining Shanhe tripods are distributed in two locations.
The remaining six holy mountains, and...God, the White Tiger Family.
There is a mountain and river tripod that was plundered by the great power of the White Tiger Family ten thousand years ago. Now its whereabouts are unknown, and it is probably also living in the White Tiger Family.
This third mountain and river tripod is definitely not the one that was wandering in the sky.
After all, there are two worlds separated, and it is impossible for the map of mountains and rivers to show a cross-border picture, because the mountains and rivers depict the mountains and rivers of the world, not the land of the fairy world.
The center of An Le's brows shone brightly, and the primordial spirit spread out, covering the entire mountain in an instant.
In his perception, soon there were two figures with strong and majestic aura, they were actually two practitioners who had completed the nine realms...
The two of them seemed to have sensed the breath of An Le, and they opened their eyes suddenly, with great surprise surging in their eyes.
"This……"
The two looked at each other, and at the next moment, they moved one after another, took a few breaths, and rushed to An Le's face.
"Who is coming? This is the number one holy mountain, don't trespass! Leave quickly, spare your life!"
The sound of cold drinking exploded among the mountains, and a majestic momentum, wrapped in the coercion of the entire mountain, swept towards Anle.
However, An Le laughed when he heard the words.
"The first holy mountain..."
"It's a coincidence that it's not."
Facing the coercion of the comer, An Le raised his hand and tapped lightly, the coercion that was like an overturning mountain collapsed, unable to form any more oppression.
The expressions of the two comers who had completed the Nine Realms suddenly changed.
But one of them saw An Le, recognized An Le, and shrank his eyes.
"Ao Lian, the guardian of the first mountain, has met the Lord of the Seventh Mountain!"
A figure who looked like a Taoist child fell down, his body was not tall, only the size of an ordinary child, but An Le knew that the child in front of him was not a human being.
The strong demonic energy is surging, and there is a special blood power.
"Dragon?" An Le was startled, raising his eyebrows.
Every mountain lord will choose the guardian of the mountain. At the beginning, the sixth mountain lord chose the guardian of the mountain, and there was a lot of trouble.
The number one mountain master, Uncle Yan Tong, who became the mountain master early on, naturally has a mountain guard.
Xiaodao Tong Aolian has no arrogance in the face of Anle, he is very humble, the reason is very simple, because Anle is the owner of the mountain, he is just the guardian of the mountain, even if Anle is the owner of the seventh mountain, he cannot control the first mountain, but the dignity is Here it is.
"Returning to the Lord of the Mountain, I am indeed a member of the Dragon Clan. The Dragons of the East China Sea belong to the same line. 300 years ago, because of bad things, the Dragon King sent him to the First Mountain. He worshiped under the Lord of the First Mountain and became a guardian of the mountain. He intended to cultivate his mind and cultivate his character. Xiaodao Tong Aolian said with a smile.
An Le's eyes sparkled, she was really a dragon.
Outside the mainland, there is a vast ocean. The ocean is the world of dragons. It is divided into four seas. There are four dragons. Thousands of years ago, Qin Qin ruled the world and was extremely powerful.
It's a pity that with the collapse of Ying Qin, there are very few grand occasions where the Sifang Dragons belong to surrender.
An Le nodded, didn't say much, turned to look at another descended figure, who was also not human, with strong monster aura, but unlike Ao Lian, he didn't have dragon blood.
"Under the white rain, he was originally a monster of Kunpeng Mountain. He entered the first mountain 500 years ago and became the guardian of the mountain."
The man has a graceful figure, and although he has a strong demonic aura, he looks a bit fairy-like, not at all like a demon.
The monster clan with the perfect nine realms can be called a big monster, plus a dragon with the perfect nine realms.
Uncle Yan Tong's two mountain guardians are not weak in cultivation.
However, An Le was not surprised, because the first mountain lord, Uncle Yan Tong, was a strong man who had reached the tenth level, and it was not an exaggeration to accept two mountain guards who had reached the ninth level.
"The first mountain master has now betrayed the holy mountain, why haven't you left yet?"
An Le asked suspiciously.
He wasn't worried that the two would attack him. With his current fighting strength, he had no fear at all against a real dragon and a big monster.
"The owner of the mountain was joking. It is our blessing to be able to worship the holy mountain to practice. The first mountain owner rebelled against the holy mountain, but we are still the guardians of the mountain, unless the holy master speaks out to expel him, or the new first The mountain lord drives us out and chooses a new mountain guardian, then we will always be the guardian of the first mountain."
Ao Lian laughed.
The big demon Bai Yu naturally also meant the same thing. Being able to become the guardian of the holy mountain has a noble status and a layer of protection. When the holy master and the new mountain master have not been driven away, if they do not leave, it means that they have not given up the status of the guardian of the mountain. For the world, this identity still has a deterrent effect.
"You guys can see clearly." An Le smiled.
He naturally didn't like Uncle Yan Tong, and plotted against him many times, but there was no need to get involved with these two mountain guards.
"I don't know why the Lord of the seventh mountain came to the first mountain...why?"
Ao Lian asked curiously.
The legendary Lord of the Seventh Mountain, the two of them naturally heard that Uncle Yan Tong, the Lord of the First Mountain, had to give up his identity as the Lord of the Holy Mountain because of his peace.
Now that this legendary figure appeared in front of their eyes, the two naturally released their curiosity.
An Le did not hide anything, and directly stated his intention: "There is a Shanhe cauldron hidden in the belly of the first mountain, and I will refine the Shanhe cauldron."
Ao Lian and Bai Yu were startled, then took a deep breath.
Refining the Mountain and River Cauldron...
That is something that even the owner of the first mountain is not qualified to do.
As the guardians of the mountain, they naturally know how much Uncle Yan Tong covets the mountain and river tripod in the belly of the mountain. It is a treasure that contains the great fortune of the mountains and rivers in the world. poison.
However, Uncle Yan Tong didn't dare to take it if the holy master didn't allow it.
He has been greedy for hundreds of years, but the saint allows a junior who has just become the lord of the seventh mountain to refine the mountain and river cauldron... There is no harm if there is no comparison.
The reason why Uncle Yan Tong targeted An Le may also have this reason.
"Are you going to stop me?" An Le, dressed in white Shengxue with fluttering skirts, looked at the two of them and said with a light smile.
Ao Lian and Bai Yu hurriedly saluted, "Don't dare."
Do the mountain guards dare to attack the mountain master?
It was too comfortable to dislike it. Once it is known, the identity of the mountain guard will be dismissed, not to mention, it will even be sanctioned by the various mountain masters, and even the sanction of the holy master.
Practicing in the holy mountain, you can get the increase brought by the mountain and river tripod, and speed up your practice. For the monster and dragon clan, the benefits are huge, because most of the monster and dragon clan are based on growth. Powerful, although they also have supporting practice methods and scriptures, the transformation brought about by time accounts for a large proportion.
But cultivating in the holy mountain can increase the speed of practice without affecting the transformation brought about by time. Therefore, the benefits of practicing in the holy mountain are huge.
Besides, they really didn't dare to hinder An Le.
The two could clearly feel a strong sense of crisis from An Le.
If they really dared to make a move, they... would most likely be killed.
Although the strength of the seventh mountain lord in front of him is only the perfection of the eighth realm, it seems to have the power to compete with the perfection of the nine realms.
An Le took a deep look at the two, Ao Lian and Bai Yu lowered their heads, not daring to make any changes, for fear that An Le would think they were going to make a move.
"In that case, I will enter the mountainside first."
An Le said indifferently, ignoring the two of them, and with a thought, he disappeared in the same place and entered the belly of the first mountain.
On the top of the mountain, there is a gentle breeze.
Bring a little coolness.
Ao Lian and Bai Yu looked at each other with helplessness in their eyes: "If the mountain and river cauldron is refined by the seventh mountain lord, then there will be no reason for us to stay in the holy mountain, because the effect of the holy mountain on the improvement of practice mainly comes from the mountains and rivers." Ding, without the Shanhe Ding, the holy mountain cannot be called a holy mountain... If we continue to stay, it will be no different to the practice, and it will have no meaning."
"Where is our future?"
The eyes of the two of them were full of bewilderment, thinking about the way out for the future.
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An Le appeared in the mountainside. In the hollow mountainside, bronze lamps were lit, and the lights flickered, reflecting the quiet and dark mountainside, which was cold.
The inside of the mountain is not very dilapidated, it looks like no one has stepped on it, but it has a lot of warmth, and there are even stone beds and stone tables, like a big room.
There are many ancient scrolls scattered on the stone table, including yellowed books, bamboo slips with engraved characters, and even a pair of tortoise shells with very ancient characters engraved on them.
Obviously, Uncle Yan Tong came here often, and while observing the Shanhe Ding, he was also using the power of the Shanhe Ding to improve himself.
After all, the Shanhe Cauldron is a treasure. Even if it cannot be refined, the place where the Shanhe Cauldron is located can automatically form and absorb the energy between the heaven and the earth, and even arouse the power of the Dao, so it is very helpful for practice.
This is also the main reason why Ao Lian and Bai Yu Yi Long Yi Yao chose to stick to the first mountain as the guardians of the mountain.
When An Le appeared here, his eyes were attracted by the floating mountain and river tripod located in the very center.
This is the third mountain and river tripod that An Le has come into contact with. It was cast by the emperor of the ancient human race. It is ancient, mysterious and profound.
Anle carefully discovered that although the three Shanhe tripods he has come into contact with so far are all three-legged bronze tripods, they are actually slightly different in style.
The three tripods all have unique styles, and they are not the same tripod. If you observe carefully, you can easily distinguish them.
For example, different textures, subtle changes in seal carving patterns, etc., can all be used to distinguish, An Le does not feel strange about this.
Every Shanhe Ding is unique, which is easy to understand.
"I refined two mountain and river tripods, integrated the national destiny of Dali, and presented a map of the mountains and rivers. In the scroll, the third mountain and river tripod was condensed with luck, and when I touched the mountain and river tripod, it was sent here... It seems , there should be a connection between Shanheding and each other."
"That is to say, if I refine the eight mountain and river tripods, I will have a chance to sense the ninth one that was taken away and replaced by God."
An Le's eyes were bright, and a smile could not help showing on his face.
He was sent here by the third Shanhe tripod, which actually made him happy, because from this point of view, the ninth lost Shanhe tripod has the possibility of being retrieved, giving his Bingzhujing a chance to complete , Anle is naturally delighted.
Although Anle firmly believed at the beginning that the ninth mountain and river tripod would return sooner or later, even if the tripod was looted into the sky and lost in an unknown place, she was still a little hairy and at a loss.
After all, the heaven and the human world are separated, and it is not an easy task to set foot on it. Moreover, the vastness of the heaven is boundless, and it is infinitely larger than the mountains and rivers in the world.
But now, An Le has the confidence to find the ninth mountain and river tripod, which is equivalent to seeing hope, so she is naturally very happy.
Raise your hand and touch the mountain and river tripod, and the art of war will be integrated in your body. The scripture route of the main scriptures of the Nine Tripod Soldiers will automatically appear, the spine will roar, and the surging breath of mountains and rivers will flow down, echoing the third mountain and river tripod.
The Shanhe Cauldron trembled, and the entire First Mountain trembled.
Refining Shanhe Ding An Le already has a lot of experience, but he doesn't have too much anxiety and uneasiness, and even has some success in his chest.
Qi, blood and mental strength surged out of the body, violently pouring into the Shanhe Cauldron.
Invisibly, there is a vague connection with Shanhe Ding.
Roar!
The spine is like a bloody dragon that leaps out, winding and circling, and entrenched towards the third mountain and river tripod.
After a while, the third mountain and river tripod was involved and returned towards the spine.
The third mountain and river cauldron entered the spine, like a meteorite falling from the sky, smashed hard on the vast sea, causing the calm blood in the body to explode into white waves that soared into the sky, forming a ring shape The huge wave that spread!
An Le's qi and blood, which had stopped at the perfection of the eight realms, began to rise slowly at this moment!
But, soon, An Le's face changed slightly.
because……
Inside the third Shanhe Ding, there was an aura of primordial spirit that did not belong to the Shanhe Ding!
An extremely blurry phantom slowly rose from the mountain and river cauldron.
Like a mud monster rising slowly from a mud swamp, the mud monster opened its eyes, a pair of deep and indifferent eyes, as if looking directly at the outside world, looking at Anle's primordial spirit.
The black figure floated above the third mountain and river tripod, and slowly grinned.
"Old Seven..."
An Le's eyes burst out with intense murderous intent!
"Uncle Yan Tong!
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Lishan, the storm is still there, and the sky is full of snow.
Following the seal of the Lishan ancient tomb, all the strong men of the ten realms, including Emperor Yuanmeng, who entered it were banned, and the entire mountain fell into the frozen snow.
Even the Nine Realm powerhouses can no longer get close to this mountain. If they don't have a strong enough cultivation base to support them, they will easily be frozen into a lump of ice and fall into it.
In the Lishan ancient tomb, the underground palace still exists. With the departure of An Le and others, the ancient battlefield continued to collapse and disappear, and was swallowed by the turbulent space, but the underground palace ancient tomb was not torn apart in the cracks in space. crack.
At this moment, in the underground palace, many strong men have already stopped fighting, divided into camps, and confronted each other.
But while confronting each other, they are also absorbing the origin of the immortals that permeate and intertwine in the air of the underground palace.
Being banned in the underground palace, many strong people actually don't care too much. As for the influence of the outside world, except for a few people, the rest really don't care that much.
At their level, what they care more about is their own future and whether they can continue their lives.
But now, being sealed in it gave them a thought of breakthrough, because if they could understand the origin of the immortal lingering in the air, they might be able to break through their own shackles and find the opportunity and qualification to hit the next road .
Emperor Yuanmeng's aura is the most majestic. As the strongest person in the underground palace, his aura undergoes subtle changes during the process of refining the power of the last dragon vein.
The old Juggernaut, the old Tianshi and other strong people watched, and there was a strong urge to interrupt Emperor Yuanmeng's breakthrough, but this urge was quickly suppressed by them.
Because they knew that even a shot could not interrupt Emperor Yuanmeng's breakthrough.
It will even break the balance in the underground palace at this moment, and it will provoke the Emperor Yuanmeng to attack them. With their strength, only by uniting with the time Buddha, Master Lingzhu and other strong people can they barely compete with Emperor Yuanmeng.
On the other side, Uncle Yan sat cross-legged, just like Emperor Yuan Meng, in a state of isolation.
However, Uncle Yan Tong didn't care. Suddenly, he opened his eyes, and there was a flash of light in his eyes.
A smile of anticipation appeared on the old face.
"There are three foreshadowings left by this old man in the world, all of which are aimed at you, An Le... Now, the first foreshadowing is triggered, and this old man wants to see if this existence that is not in the fate can be killed by this old man!"
A smile appeared on Uncle Yan Tong's lips.
He naturally knew that An Le wanted to refine the Shanhe Cauldron. Like Emperor Yuan Meng, he took a different path, but in essence it was the correct path.
This is a road opened up by the ancient emperors, with a bright future.
Emperor Yuanmeng was about to succeed, and Anle... had just started, and it was precisely because of the start that it was time to kill him.
Uncle Yan Tong is planning to seize this opportunity.
There is a mountain and river tripod hidden in every belly of the holy mountain. Uncle Yan Tong watched the tripod for hundreds of years, and lived with the tripod no matter whether he ate or drank.
However, these years, the holy master has not allowed him to refine the mountain and river cauldron. If he forcibly refines it, he will be interfered by the will of the holy master and fail. Of course, Uncle Yan Tong also understands that even without the interference of the holy master, he will fail .
If you want to refine Shanhe Ding, you need a destiny that can carry luck.
His Uncle Yan Tong might be a bit worse, like Emperor Yuan Meng had such a fate.
Of course, Uncle Yan Tong believed in fate and followed the way of heaven. This is the path he has been walking.
Therefore, he left a touch of his own power in the Shanhe Cauldron, how much power can that primordial spirit burst out of his body, and when Anle refined the Shanhe Cauldron, he completed the lore and wiped out this not-in-fate Existence can make his Tao complete and take that crucial step.
At this moment, Uncle Yantong sensed that the primordial power he had left in the Shanhe Cauldron had been activated.
This shows that An Le started to refine the Shanhe Cauldron in his first mountain.
This mountain and river tripod that has been with him for hundreds of years will be refined by An Le, and will eventually leave him. Uncle Yan Tong is extremely unwilling and resentful towards the holy master's preference.
In the underground palace, many strong men are practicing, trying to impact and transform the essence of refining and dissipating immortals.
Uncle Yan Tong slowly opened his eyes, with a smile on his lips.
"Help me prove the truth, Lao Qi."
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Qingcheng Mountain, Zhenwu Temple.
The heavenly gate fell down to the mortal world, but it was covered by Taoist Qingyun's means, shielding this mighty aura.
The powerful existence behind the portal, the eyes are as vast as the stars, and the intertwined breath is permeated, turbulent like huge waves.
His gaze passed through the portal and landed on Taoist Qingyun.
The meaning is obvious, ask Taoist Qingyun the reason for extradition to Tianmen.
"Shangxian, something happened in the world, the temple master was sealed in the ancient tomb where the first emperor Ying Qin was buried, and it was difficult to leave."
"But the viewer sent back his thoughts and told the poor Taoist that the coffin of the first emperor Yingqin had left the ancient tomb, and that the first emperor Yingqin made an eternal plan to hunt down the Hupo fairy who suppressed the thousands of years, and take the Hupo fairy. The origin of the king wants to complete the feat of transforming a corpse into a Hanba."
Daoist Qingyun held a mahogany sword, pinched the seal formula, and said seriously.
However, Taoist Qingyun had just finished speaking.
The eyes of the immortal behind the portal shrank suddenly, and then a more terrifying aura surged across him. Even the original immortal monarch of the eleventh level behind the portal was extremely respectful under this aura.
"Yingqin wants to transform into Hanba? Hanba is a mythical creature, comparable to ancient gods and demons. Once the transformation is successful, it is enough to step into the twelve realms and live a second life... Ying Qin must not be allowed to succeed! Stop him! At all costs!"
A mighty voice came, illusory and indistinct, from nowhere.
It seems to be in the sky, it seems to be around Qingcheng Mountain, and it seems to be in everyone's ears and minds.
Like between heaven and earth, everywhere.
Daoist Qingyun was terrified, what kind of existence is this?
Absolutely beyond the existence of the Eleventh Realm Immortal Monarch!
Taoist Qingyun was in the early days of the ten realms and three disasters. He survived the thunder of annihilation. In addition to being tricky, he can handle anyone with ease.
However, at this moment, a voice from behind Tianmen made him feel palpitations, as if the other party wanted to kill him, all he needed was an understatement of a finger!
Taoist Qingyun paid respect, and immediately poured out everything he knew, speaking clearly.
"Ying Qin hid in the coffin and transformed into a drought...hidden in a sword? Take this sword and send it to Tianmen. There will be a lot of rewards."
The words of the mighty and mighty God, the mighty and powerful man were passed down again, and they poured in endlessly.
Daoist Qingyun's heart trembled, his face couldn't help but freeze, and then he revealed a look of sadness, and said: "Shangxian, Xiaodao Junior Brother Qingfeng went to get the sword, and he died in battle... There are no bones left, it is extremely miserable, the temple master was sealed in Lishan Mountain , now there is only one ten-level statue in Zhenwu Temple, and Pindao needs to sit in the ancestral court of Zhenwu and must not leave."
Afterwards, Taoist Qingyun introduced Hu Tian, Hu Yue and others in the distance.
Hutian, Huyue and other descendants of the immortals of the Baihu family did not expect Taoist Qingyun to introduce them in front of such a powerful person.
"The descendants of the Baihuxian ancient family left behind in the human world?"
"It's just a bunch of mixed blood descendants."
"However, after all, the blood of my ancient family of the White Tiger Immortal is flowing in the body. It is a good opportunity to bear the will of the top genius in the family..."
"Are you willing to sacrifice yourself?"
The mighty words were passed down, and in the words, there was no excitement about the return of Hu Tian, Hu Yue and others.
Hu Yue raised her head in a daze, with a puzzled look in her eyes.
But Hu Tian, who was kneeling on the ground beside him, was froze and motionless. With the perfect cultivation of the Nine Realms, as the strongest of his descendants, he was full of sadness and endless despair.
Sure enough, God's White Tiger family doesn't care about their descendants left behind...
Even regard them as mixed blood.
The return of the descendants of the White Tiger family, such as Lao Xianchang, Hu Hai, Hu Cang, etc., is nothing but a joke in the eyes of the powerful.
Endless coolness, ridiculous ten thousand years of persistence...
"I don't want to wait!"
"I have worked hard and persevered for thousands of years in the Xiangu battlefield. I have never given up. I have confronted the Yingqin stone warriors. Generation after generation of descendants of the Xiangu family have died. Our goal is to return to God and see the scenery of God. ...I am not willing to sacrifice myself!"
Hu Yue also understood, the girl's eye circles turned red all of a sudden, her figure was cold, and her heart was cold for the indifference of Bai Huxian's ancient family.
The cold reality severely impacted her mind and made her almost crazy, so at this moment, regardless of the mighty pressure from the heavens, she directly opened her mouth to refute.
She said it with tears in her eyes, expressing the difficulties of the descendants of the Xiangu family who have persisted for thousands of years in the Xiangu battlefield.
Hutian was lying on the side, shaking violently, his eyes were red, and he felt sad.
The only two remaining descendants of the Xiangu family behind them were also red-eyed, gritted their teeth, and trembled all over, moved and moved by Hu Yue's words.
However, the mighty figure behind Tianmen seemed to be looking down on them from above, indifferent and ruthless, never moved by Hu Yue's words, and even displeased by Hu Yue's disobedience.
"It's just mixed blood. It's not worthy of returning to the Immortal Ancient Family. The Immortal Ancient Family... doesn't need mixed blood."
The indifferent and cold words, like a cold sword's edge, pierced the hearts of Hu Yue, Hu Tian and others.
Hu Yue's tender body was on the verge of falling, her eyes were empty and lifeless.
"The only value you have in the world right now... is to welcome the arrival of the pride of my White Tiger family. This is the supreme honor for you as bastards. You have waited thousands of years for hardship and perseverance, and what you are looking for is this moment. "
Words poured in from all sides of the world like a tide, hitting Hu Yue hard again.
"No!"
Hu Yue resisted and screamed.
however.
Behind Tianmen, a terrifying will suddenly fell down. Hu Yue wanted to resist, but he couldn't resist at all.
Hutian violently rose up and slashed towards the outside of Qingcheng Mountain, but Taoist Qingyun indifferently made a move, pinched a little seal, and Hutian's perfect body in the Nine Realms of Hutian directly fell to the ground as if being pressed by the mountain.
"Why has Pindao been unwilling to help you? Can't you figure it out?"
Taoist Qingyun sighed.
This scene, he had expected.
For the Xiangu family, the existence of Huyue, Hutian and others is a kind of blood insult, not to mention returning, their existence is a shame.
The only function is to make it easier for the immortals from above to receive and guide them.
Dao Yuanshen's light fell, Hu Yue, Hutian and the other two descendants of the Xiangu family, the divine light in their eyes dimmed and disappeared, the Yuanshen was killed, the soul was obliterated, and the body was replaced.
The light rain splashed, and the spray continued, and after a while.
The powerful will behind the Tianmen is gone, and the Tianmen is closed.
Taoist Qingyun's face showed exhaustion, and his soul felt an indescribable sense of difficulty.
The surrounding disciples of Zhenwu Temple are also exhausted. To maintain the opening of the Tianmen, it is also a lot of pressure for them. It is definitely not easy to manipulate such a magic weapon as the Tianmen, let alone this time. Bearing the arrival of the heavenly pride.
The eyes of Hu Yue and the others remained blank for a moment, suddenly, the light in their eyes was turbulent, spirituality emerged, the breath was rising steadily, flesh and blood were transforming, immortal energy was growing from the flesh and blood, and the fire of Nirvana burned and intertwined .
Taoist Qingyun shrunk slightly and took a deep breath.
The descendants of the four immortal families bear the arrival of the four heavenly prides, and the cultivation bases of the four have all been promoted to the tenth realm!
Among them, the Tianjiao who occupied Hutian's physical body even raised his cultivation level to the realm of ten realms and two disasters.
His eyes were bright and deep, he twisted his neck, and said lightly: "It's not bad, although it's mixed blood, but after all, it's the blood of Immortal Hupo that flows, and it's okay to carry the geniuses in the middle of the Xianjiao Monument like us. It is simply not enough to carry those evildoers at the forefront of the Xianjiao Monument, the coming of will is the disintegration of flesh and blood."
The remaining three immortals and geniuses are also familiar with flesh and blood.
"Where is the young man holding the sword that carries Ying Qin's coffin?"
The Tianjiao of the Upper Realm, who occupied Hutian's body, had deep eyes, and there was a fairy energy in the bottom of his eyes. After getting familiar with the body, he looked at Taoist Qingyun and asked.
Taoist Qingyun let out a sigh of relief, is there a stele of immortal pride?
He still knew that the temple master had mentioned that the Celestial Pride Monument is a record of the geniuses who ranked among the five immortals in the ancient family and the Heavenly Court for fifty years.
The heavenly geniuses who can make it to the list have basically stepped into the ten realms.
After all, the practice environment of God and the world is completely different.
Meeting the eyes of the previous ones, Taoist Qingyun held a mahogany sword, smiled gently, and pointed in the direction of Dali Kingdom.
The Tianjiao of the Upper Realm who occupied Hutian's body smiled lightly, and there were silver lights intertwining and bursting out like lightning around him, enveloping the other three, tearing apart the space, and escaping into it.
Fierce air currents roared, blowing Taoist Qingyun's beard and hair flying, his eyes narrowed slightly, he was actually a genius who had mastered the avenue of space!
It seems... An Le is coming to an end!
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The brilliance of dawn rises from the end of the horizon.
Like a ball of crimson fire slowly suspended in the air, it rose to a height of ten thousand feet, releasing a fiery brilliance, illuminating the mountains, rivers and the earth.
The capital of Dali, which has undergone overnight changes, is as quiet as ever from the outside. The city walls are covered with mottled marks. A person who follows Lu Yishan loyally.
They are wearing golden armor, Dali Kingdom advocates gold, and the armor on their bodies is also golden, patrolling in line on the city wall, the atmosphere is chilling.
Suddenly, one of the leading generals of the Nine Realms suddenly turned his head and looked outside the capital of Dali Kingdom.
The two figures rushed towards them quickly, and a overwhelming sense of oppression swept over the two of them.
Rumble!
The trees on both sides swayed and were pushed aside by the terrifying coercion and air waves.
"Enemy attack!"
Without hesitation, the strong man of the Nine Realms immediately roared, the drums beat, and the bell rang.
After a night of turmoil in the capital of Dali, there was another commotion immediately. Many people took to the streets in a daze, facing the rising sun, and looked out of the city.
However, compared to last night, their faces are less worried and more confident, because their national teacher is back. That legendary national teacher has created too many miracles and won too much for the people of Dali. Benefit.
The common people trust this national teacher, and the dignitaries also hate and love this national teacher.
boom!
The brilliance dissipated, and the tyrannical qi and blood lingered around his body like a ribbon of smoke. King Yangdi was wearing armor, his eyes were as deep as the starry sky, and he was carrying a huge black sword on his back. , to kill everything.
Beside King Yangdi, there is Marshal Toure, who has a big arm and a round waist, but holds a treasured feather fan.
Toure and Woxuan are equally famous, but now that Woxuan has fallen, Toure has obtained the treasure instead, and his status and strength are above Woxuan.
"My lord, the capital of Dali has arrived."
Tu Lei boasted that he was elegant and smiled. He was originally a reckless man, but he became less reckless when he held the feather fan. He felt that he needed to become elegant to be worthy of this treasure.
"Directly attack...or?"
Tulei looked at King Yangdi, who was majestic and lingering with the fire of Nirvana, and asked.
He naturally followed the example of King Yangdi. After all, there was a new tenth realm in Dali, and that was not something he, Tourei, could deal with.
As if a blazing flame burst out of King Yangdi's eyes, he raised his hand and grabbed the precious black knife behind his back.
In an instant, the fierce saber energy, cutting continuously, impacted all directions.
"Wang Yansheng, come out and fight, let me see the most precious sword you forged!"
King Yangdi spoke in a calm voice.
But the moment after the news came out, it was like a huge wave rolled up by a big river, slamming on the long embankment and making a terrifying explosion, as if it wanted to smash the long embankment into pieces.
In the capital of Dali.
All the practitioners only felt a burst of palpitations, just a cry of war, which made their blood surge, and there was a faint unbearable shock, which made them almost vomit blood.
Ten realms!
The one calling for war outside the city...is a ten-level statue!
Wang Yansheng's eyes changed when he was talking with Lu Yishan.
"Here we come... It's Yuan Mengyang Zhai Wang Ge Lie."
Wang Yansheng took a deep breath.
Lu Yishan's face was solemn, and the fingers resting on the handguard of the wheelchair kept moving, and a strong sense of crisis lingered in his heart.
"Something's wrong... If it's just Yang Di Wang Ge hunting, it's not enough to give me such a strong sense of crisis."
"What's wrong, what did I forget?"
Lu Yishan murmured.
Wang Yansheng didn't say much, his frosty hair was like a sword, his sleeves were bulging and fluttering, under the sleeves, the arm bones shone with sword light, weaving and tearing the void.
His heart was also full of fighting spirit.
Yangdi Wang Ge Lie is also a master of casting soldiers, this is a battle between masters of casting soldiers!
With one step forward, the sword energy is intertwined and vigorous.
"King Yang Di, open your dog eyes wide and take a good look at the sword that you will never be able to forge in your lifetime!"
In the arm bone, Zhijian Changhe trembled slightly, emitting a bright sword chant.
Wang Yansheng's sleeve robe bulged, and he flicked it violently.
In an instant, the light of the sword fluttered, like a long rainbow, shooting out from the capital of Dali like a silver lightning.
He shot towards King Yangzhai, who was hanging in the air outside the city, and his blood was spraying like fire from the ground!
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In the mountains and rivers tripod, there are picture scrolls presented, spread out flat, and there are Xia Rui surging.
Strange mountains and rivers, grasslands and lakes, plains and canyons, cities and villages, etc... can all be presented one by one in the picture scroll with incomparable clarity.
This is different from the mountain and river map of the Wenyuan that An Le saw in the Dazhao Imperial Examination. The mountain and river map of the Wenyuan is a picture scroll drawn by the great Confucianism walking in the world, using his own arrogance to integrate pen and ink.
It's not even a treasure, it's just a magic weapon.
The pictures inside are like ink and wash, all of which are false. Although it incorporates the will of the great Confucianists of the Academy of Arts, it is obviously incomparable with the map of mountains, rivers and society presented by the real mountain and river tripod.
As the Dali Kingdom's fortunes swallowed by the invincible force poured into it, the pictures of mountains and rivers became more and more lifelike, and Anle could even see all the pictures in the territory of Dali Kingdom in a single thought.
Such a strange scene is very novel to An Le, as if he has a real-time map of the whole Dali, and he can click wherever he wants to see.
Of course, it is only within the scope of Dali Kingdom, because the two mountain and river tripods light up only within the scope of Dali Kingdom.
Although Dali has never recognized that it is within the scope of Middle-earth, Shanheding just ignores it and directly includes it, and it can only be regarded as a corner.
What really attracted Anle's attention was the third Shanhe tripod that appeared on the map of Shanhe Sheji.
Condensed by luck, it presents an illusory state.
An Le subconsciously stretched out her hand and grabbed the third Shanhe cauldron.
In an instant, the cloud dome that seemed to be ten thousand feet high was torn apart, the mountains and rivers changed, and the stars and rivers turned around.
An Le's entire figure, as if in an instant, was directly pulled by Shanhe Ding and disappeared in place.
On the stage of picking stars.
Wang Yansheng and Su Muzhe, who were admiring this unique masterpiece of Zhaixingtai, felt that the breath of peace disappeared in an instant.
Almost an afterimage passed by, and Wang Yansheng's figure had already appeared in the position of An Le retreat.
"Gone?"
Su Muzhe also appeared, with surprise in his eyes.
"Mr. An...where did you go?"
"Isn't it retreating? Why did it suddenly disappear?"
An Le disappeared so suddenly, almost out of thin air, not to mention the reaction, he didn't even have time to move his eyes.
"Mr. An doesn't seem like someone who left without saying goodbye. It's very likely that there were some minor accidents during the cultivation process. Otherwise, wherever he went, he would tell us a word."
"Besides, Mr. Lu just said that what Dali is about to face is the Yuanmeng cavalry's attack. Without the help of Dali's national destiny that he swallowed, the defense formation will be easily torn apart. At that time... Dali will be difficult to fight." Keep it."
Wang Yansheng frowned.
It's not impossible for An Le to leave, but at this point, something...is not appropriate.
"Palace Master, you wait here. It would be best if the young master comes back. If you don't come back, you have to protect the Star Picking Platform. I'll go find Mr. Lu and discuss the countermeasures. If the young master really can't come back in time, we may have to Get ready to retreat."
"With the current situation in Dali, it is impossible to deal with Yuanmeng iron cavalry."
After Wang Yansheng finished speaking, the sword light emerged from the arm bone, bursting out from the star-picking platform in an instant, illuminating the brilliance of dawn, and his figure also flitted out, as fast as a shooting star.
Su Muzhe's face was dignified, her brows were shining brightly, and the sword palace was looming, with swords hanging one after another jingling in it.
She unreservedly released her energy, her soul surged, and she sensed her surroundings, trying to sense whether An Le was still around, but unfortunately, she didn't catch any breath.
An Le disappeared without a trace, and it is unknown where she went.
But Wang Yansheng didn't go far away.
Lu Yishan, who was dealing with domestic affairs in Dali, sensed it. He had a star map, and he was very sensitive to the situation in Dali.
As soon as the breath of peace disappeared from the capital of Dali, he had already noticed it.
After entrusting some tasks to trusted civil and military officials, within the palace, Wang Yansheng's figure has turned into a diffused sword light and emerged.
"Young master suddenly disappeared."
Wang Yansheng, with flying hair and fluttering sleeves, looks like an unrestrained sword fairy.
After breaking through to the tenth realm, his lifespan increased, and he looked a little chic.
"I sensed that the young master disappeared strangely, but we don't need to worry... With the young master's temperament, he will not disappear for no reason. There must be something that he can't stop."
"Let's just wait a while. As for the Yuanmeng cavalry's attack, starting from Yuanmeng and marching to Dali, even if equipped with Tianyao horses, Yuanmeng cavalry will take at least two days. Let's wait."
Lu Yishan said softly, his voice was very peaceful, not in a hurry.
"Big deal, we quit Dali and no longer stick to it."
"Young master has devoured the destiny of the Dali kingdom. Now the destiny of the country belongs to you. As long as you don't die, Dali's orthodoxy is ours. As for the capital, it is not a big problem to let it go to Yuanmeng. At worst, we can take it back later."
Lu Yishan was very indifferent. Although An Le's sudden disappearance caught them off guard, the impact was not great.
Wang Yansheng also calmed down, not as anxious as before.
"I don't know where the young master has gone..." Wang Yansheng frowned, he was still really worried about An Le's safety.
After all, today's Jianchi Palace has been completely bound to An Le.
Holding a book in his hand, Lu Yishan recorded the situation of the Dali treasury, and heard Wang Yansheng muttering.
"Young master's disappearance during the retreat is obviously related to his cultivation. Lu can make a guess, and the reason for the sudden disappearance of young master must be related to space. Either the Mohist space seal, or the two mountain and river cauldrons..."
"The disappearance of the space seal must have a strong spatial fluctuation. It is impossible for you and Mu Zhe to react in time, so the space seal is excluded. Obviously, the disappearance of the young master...is related to Shanhe Ding."
Lu Yishan leaned on the chair, pointed at the book with his fingers, his eyes suddenly brightened, and he smiled.
"Perhaps, young master...maybe he ran off to a certain holy mountain?"
"The holy master turned the seven mountain and river tripods into seven holy mountains, and the only ones who can summon the young master to leave are other mountain and river tripods..."
Wang Yansheng pouted, stroked his beard, and looked at Lu Yishan like a monster.
Are people with brains so scary?
So much can be analyzed with just a few clues?
In front of such a person, wouldn't there be any secrets at all?
It's a scary look. Fortunately, Lao Lu is with him.
……
……
It seems to be falling from the sky, tearing the clouds and letting the mountains appear in front of you.
When the eyes were clear, An Le found himself on the top of a mountain, green and verdant, with forests of trees, light rain, and misty mountains.
An Le, dressed in white Shengxue, stepped on the muddy mountain path, stepping on the bluestone, fell into deep thought, looked around, as if analyzing the position where she appeared.
The two mountain and river tripods have returned to the spine, sinking and sinking quietly, and the two mountain and river tripods that have been refined to the extreme are now very well-behaved, with a feeling of being ordered by arms.
Although An Le still can't fully display the power of Shanhe Ding, it is because of his own lack of cultivation base. When his cultivation base improves, he will naturally be able to master the power of Shanhe Ding with familiarity.
"This is a mountain?"
"Holy mountain?"
Anle thinks, he is not stupid, the third Shanhe Ding shown on the map of Shanhe Sheji may be the call of Shanhe Ding.
And where is Shanheding located?
Naturally, among the many holy mountains, except for the Shanhe Ding of the seventh mountain, he refined the Shanhe Ding in the Mausoleum of the First Emperor.
The remaining Shanhe tripods are distributed in two locations.
The remaining six holy mountains, and...God, the White Tiger Family.
There is a mountain and river tripod that was plundered by the great power of the White Tiger Family ten thousand years ago. Now its whereabouts are unknown, and it is probably also living in the White Tiger Family.
This third mountain and river tripod is definitely not the one that was wandering in the sky.
After all, there are two worlds separated, and it is impossible for the map of mountains and rivers to show a cross-border picture, because the mountains and rivers depict the mountains and rivers of the world, not the land of the fairy world.
The center of An Le's brows shone brightly, and the primordial spirit spread out, covering the entire mountain in an instant.
In his perception, soon there were two figures with strong and majestic aura, they were actually two practitioners who had completed the nine realms...
The two of them seemed to have sensed the breath of An Le, and they opened their eyes suddenly, with great surprise surging in their eyes.
"This……"
The two looked at each other, and at the next moment, they moved one after another, took a few breaths, and rushed to An Le's face.
"Who is coming? This is the number one holy mountain, don't trespass! Leave quickly, spare your life!"
The sound of cold drinking exploded among the mountains, and a majestic momentum, wrapped in the coercion of the entire mountain, swept towards Anle.
However, An Le laughed when he heard the words.
"The first holy mountain..."
"It's a coincidence that it's not."
Facing the coercion of the comer, An Le raised his hand and tapped lightly, the coercion that was like an overturning mountain collapsed, unable to form any more oppression.
The expressions of the two comers who had completed the Nine Realms suddenly changed.
But one of them saw An Le, recognized An Le, and shrank his eyes.
"Ao Lian, the guardian of the first mountain, has met the Lord of the Seventh Mountain!"
A figure who looked like a Taoist child fell down, his body was not tall, only the size of an ordinary child, but An Le knew that the child in front of him was not a human being.
The strong demonic energy is surging, and there is a special blood power.
"Dragon?" An Le was startled, raising his eyebrows.
Every mountain lord will choose the guardian of the mountain. At the beginning, the sixth mountain lord chose the guardian of the mountain, and there was a lot of trouble.
The number one mountain master, Uncle Yan Tong, who became the mountain master early on, naturally has a mountain guard.
Xiaodao Tong Aolian has no arrogance in the face of Anle, he is very humble, the reason is very simple, because Anle is the owner of the mountain, he is just the guardian of the mountain, even if Anle is the owner of the seventh mountain, he cannot control the first mountain, but the dignity is Here it is.
"Returning to the Lord of the Mountain, I am indeed a member of the Dragon Clan. The Dragons of the East China Sea belong to the same line. 300 years ago, because of bad things, the Dragon King sent him to the First Mountain. He worshiped under the Lord of the First Mountain and became a guardian of the mountain. He intended to cultivate his mind and cultivate his character. Xiaodao Tong Aolian said with a smile.
An Le's eyes sparkled, she was really a dragon.
Outside the mainland, there is a vast ocean. The ocean is the world of dragons. It is divided into four seas. There are four dragons. Thousands of years ago, Qin Qin ruled the world and was extremely powerful.
It's a pity that with the collapse of Ying Qin, there are very few grand occasions where the Sifang Dragons belong to surrender.
An Le nodded, didn't say much, turned to look at another descended figure, who was also not human, with strong monster aura, but unlike Ao Lian, he didn't have dragon blood.
"Under the white rain, he was originally a monster of Kunpeng Mountain. He entered the first mountain 500 years ago and became the guardian of the mountain."
The man has a graceful figure, and although he has a strong demonic aura, he looks a bit fairy-like, not at all like a demon.
The monster clan with the perfect nine realms can be called a big monster, plus a dragon with the perfect nine realms.
Uncle Yan Tong's two mountain guardians are not weak in cultivation.
However, An Le was not surprised, because the first mountain lord, Uncle Yan Tong, was a strong man who had reached the tenth level, and it was not an exaggeration to accept two mountain guards who had reached the ninth level.
"The first mountain master has now betrayed the holy mountain, why haven't you left yet?"
An Le asked suspiciously.
He wasn't worried that the two would attack him. With his current fighting strength, he had no fear at all against a real dragon and a big monster.
"The owner of the mountain was joking. It is our blessing to be able to worship the holy mountain to practice. The first mountain owner rebelled against the holy mountain, but we are still the guardians of the mountain, unless the holy master speaks out to expel him, or the new first The mountain lord drives us out and chooses a new mountain guardian, then we will always be the guardian of the first mountain."
Ao Lian laughed.
The big demon Bai Yu naturally also meant the same thing. Being able to become the guardian of the holy mountain has a noble status and a layer of protection. When the holy master and the new mountain master have not been driven away, if they do not leave, it means that they have not given up the status of the guardian of the mountain. For the world, this identity still has a deterrent effect.
"You guys can see clearly." An Le smiled.
He naturally didn't like Uncle Yan Tong, and plotted against him many times, but there was no need to get involved with these two mountain guards.
"I don't know why the Lord of the seventh mountain came to the first mountain...why?"
Ao Lian asked curiously.
The legendary Lord of the Seventh Mountain, the two of them naturally heard that Uncle Yan Tong, the Lord of the First Mountain, had to give up his identity as the Lord of the Holy Mountain because of his peace.
Now that this legendary figure appeared in front of their eyes, the two naturally released their curiosity.
An Le did not hide anything, and directly stated his intention: "There is a Shanhe cauldron hidden in the belly of the first mountain, and I will refine the Shanhe cauldron."
Ao Lian and Bai Yu were startled, then took a deep breath.
Refining the Mountain and River Cauldron...
That is something that even the owner of the first mountain is not qualified to do.
As the guardians of the mountain, they naturally know how much Uncle Yan Tong covets the mountain and river tripod in the belly of the mountain. It is a treasure that contains the great fortune of the mountains and rivers in the world. poison.
However, Uncle Yan Tong didn't dare to take it if the holy master didn't allow it.
He has been greedy for hundreds of years, but the saint allows a junior who has just become the lord of the seventh mountain to refine the mountain and river cauldron... There is no harm if there is no comparison.
The reason why Uncle Yan Tong targeted An Le may also have this reason.
"Are you going to stop me?" An Le, dressed in white Shengxue with fluttering skirts, looked at the two of them and said with a light smile.
Ao Lian and Bai Yu hurriedly saluted, "Don't dare."
Do the mountain guards dare to attack the mountain master?
It was too comfortable to dislike it. Once it is known, the identity of the mountain guard will be dismissed, not to mention, it will even be sanctioned by the various mountain masters, and even the sanction of the holy master.
Practicing in the holy mountain, you can get the increase brought by the mountain and river tripod, and speed up your practice. For the monster and dragon clan, the benefits are huge, because most of the monster and dragon clan are based on growth. Powerful, although they also have supporting practice methods and scriptures, the transformation brought about by time accounts for a large proportion.
But cultivating in the holy mountain can increase the speed of practice without affecting the transformation brought about by time. Therefore, the benefits of practicing in the holy mountain are huge.
Besides, they really didn't dare to hinder An Le.
The two could clearly feel a strong sense of crisis from An Le.
If they really dared to make a move, they... would most likely be killed.
Although the strength of the seventh mountain lord in front of him is only the perfection of the eighth realm, it seems to have the power to compete with the perfection of the nine realms.
An Le took a deep look at the two, Ao Lian and Bai Yu lowered their heads, not daring to make any changes, for fear that An Le would think they were going to make a move.
"In that case, I will enter the mountainside first."
An Le said indifferently, ignoring the two of them, and with a thought, he disappeared in the same place and entered the belly of the first mountain.
On the top of the mountain, there is a gentle breeze.
Bring a little coolness.
Ao Lian and Bai Yu looked at each other with helplessness in their eyes: "If the mountain and river cauldron is refined by the seventh mountain lord, then there will be no reason for us to stay in the holy mountain, because the effect of the holy mountain on the improvement of practice mainly comes from the mountains and rivers." Ding, without the Shanhe Ding, the holy mountain cannot be called a holy mountain... If we continue to stay, it will be no different to the practice, and it will have no meaning."
"Where is our future?"
The eyes of the two of them were full of bewilderment, thinking about the way out for the future.
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An Le appeared in the mountainside. In the hollow mountainside, bronze lamps were lit, and the lights flickered, reflecting the quiet and dark mountainside, which was cold.
The inside of the mountain is not very dilapidated, it looks like no one has stepped on it, but it has a lot of warmth, and there are even stone beds and stone tables, like a big room.
There are many ancient scrolls scattered on the stone table, including yellowed books, bamboo slips with engraved characters, and even a pair of tortoise shells with very ancient characters engraved on them.
Obviously, Uncle Yan Tong came here often, and while observing the Shanhe Ding, he was also using the power of the Shanhe Ding to improve himself.
After all, the Shanhe Cauldron is a treasure. Even if it cannot be refined, the place where the Shanhe Cauldron is located can automatically form and absorb the energy between the heaven and the earth, and even arouse the power of the Dao, so it is very helpful for practice.
This is also the main reason why Ao Lian and Bai Yu Yi Long Yi Yao chose to stick to the first mountain as the guardians of the mountain.
When An Le appeared here, his eyes were attracted by the floating mountain and river tripod located in the very center.
This is the third mountain and river tripod that An Le has come into contact with. It was cast by the emperor of the ancient human race. It is ancient, mysterious and profound.
Anle carefully discovered that although the three Shanhe tripods he has come into contact with so far are all three-legged bronze tripods, they are actually slightly different in style.
The three tripods all have unique styles, and they are not the same tripod. If you observe carefully, you can easily distinguish them.
For example, different textures, subtle changes in seal carving patterns, etc., can all be used to distinguish, An Le does not feel strange about this.
Every Shanhe Ding is unique, which is easy to understand.
"I refined two mountain and river tripods, integrated the national destiny of Dali, and presented a map of the mountains and rivers. In the scroll, the third mountain and river tripod was condensed with luck, and when I touched the mountain and river tripod, it was sent here... It seems , there should be a connection between Shanheding and each other."
"That is to say, if I refine the eight mountain and river tripods, I will have a chance to sense the ninth one that was taken away and replaced by God."
An Le's eyes were bright, and a smile could not help showing on his face.
He was sent here by the third Shanhe tripod, which actually made him happy, because from this point of view, the ninth lost Shanhe tripod has the possibility of being retrieved, giving his Bingzhujing a chance to complete , Anle is naturally delighted.
Although Anle firmly believed at the beginning that the ninth mountain and river tripod would return sooner or later, even if the tripod was looted into the sky and lost in an unknown place, she was still a little hairy and at a loss.
After all, the heaven and the human world are separated, and it is not an easy task to set foot on it. Moreover, the vastness of the heaven is boundless, and it is infinitely larger than the mountains and rivers in the world.
But now, An Le has the confidence to find the ninth mountain and river tripod, which is equivalent to seeing hope, so she is naturally very happy.
Raise your hand and touch the mountain and river tripod, and the art of war will be integrated in your body. The scripture route of the main scriptures of the Nine Tripod Soldiers will automatically appear, the spine will roar, and the surging breath of mountains and rivers will flow down, echoing the third mountain and river tripod.
The Shanhe Cauldron trembled, and the entire First Mountain trembled.
Refining Shanhe Ding An Le already has a lot of experience, but he doesn't have too much anxiety and uneasiness, and even has some success in his chest.
Qi, blood and mental strength surged out of the body, violently pouring into the Shanhe Cauldron.
Invisibly, there is a vague connection with Shanhe Ding.
Roar!
The spine is like a bloody dragon that leaps out, winding and circling, and entrenched towards the third mountain and river tripod.
After a while, the third mountain and river tripod was involved and returned towards the spine.
The third mountain and river cauldron entered the spine, like a meteorite falling from the sky, smashed hard on the vast sea, causing the calm blood in the body to explode into white waves that soared into the sky, forming a ring shape The huge wave that spread!
An Le's qi and blood, which had stopped at the perfection of the eight realms, began to rise slowly at this moment!
But, soon, An Le's face changed slightly.
because……
Inside the third Shanhe Ding, there was an aura of primordial spirit that did not belong to the Shanhe Ding!
An extremely blurry phantom slowly rose from the mountain and river cauldron.
Like a mud monster rising slowly from a mud swamp, the mud monster opened its eyes, a pair of deep and indifferent eyes, as if looking directly at the outside world, looking at Anle's primordial spirit.
The black figure floated above the third mountain and river tripod, and slowly grinned.
"Old Seven..."
An Le's eyes burst out with intense murderous intent!
"Uncle Yan Tong!
-
Lishan, the storm is still there, and the sky is full of snow.
Following the seal of the Lishan ancient tomb, all the strong men of the ten realms, including Emperor Yuanmeng, who entered it were banned, and the entire mountain fell into the frozen snow.
Even the Nine Realm powerhouses can no longer get close to this mountain. If they don't have a strong enough cultivation base to support them, they will easily be frozen into a lump of ice and fall into it.
In the Lishan ancient tomb, the underground palace still exists. With the departure of An Le and others, the ancient battlefield continued to collapse and disappear, and was swallowed by the turbulent space, but the underground palace ancient tomb was not torn apart in the cracks in space. crack.
At this moment, in the underground palace, many strong men have already stopped fighting, divided into camps, and confronted each other.
But while confronting each other, they are also absorbing the origin of the immortals that permeate and intertwine in the air of the underground palace.
Being banned in the underground palace, many strong people actually don't care too much. As for the influence of the outside world, except for a few people, the rest really don't care that much.
At their level, what they care more about is their own future and whether they can continue their lives.
But now, being sealed in it gave them a thought of breakthrough, because if they could understand the origin of the immortal lingering in the air, they might be able to break through their own shackles and find the opportunity and qualification to hit the next road .
Emperor Yuanmeng's aura is the most majestic. As the strongest person in the underground palace, his aura undergoes subtle changes during the process of refining the power of the last dragon vein.
The old Juggernaut, the old Tianshi and other strong people watched, and there was a strong urge to interrupt Emperor Yuanmeng's breakthrough, but this urge was quickly suppressed by them.
Because they knew that even a shot could not interrupt Emperor Yuanmeng's breakthrough.
It will even break the balance in the underground palace at this moment, and it will provoke the Emperor Yuanmeng to attack them. With their strength, only by uniting with the time Buddha, Master Lingzhu and other strong people can they barely compete with Emperor Yuanmeng.
On the other side, Uncle Yan sat cross-legged, just like Emperor Yuan Meng, in a state of isolation.
However, Uncle Yan Tong didn't care. Suddenly, he opened his eyes, and there was a flash of light in his eyes.
A smile of anticipation appeared on the old face.
"There are three foreshadowings left by this old man in the world, all of which are aimed at you, An Le... Now, the first foreshadowing is triggered, and this old man wants to see if this existence that is not in the fate can be killed by this old man!"
A smile appeared on Uncle Yan Tong's lips.
He naturally knew that An Le wanted to refine the Shanhe Cauldron. Like Emperor Yuan Meng, he took a different path, but in essence it was the correct path.
This is a road opened up by the ancient emperors, with a bright future.
Emperor Yuanmeng was about to succeed, and Anle... had just started, and it was precisely because of the start that it was time to kill him.
Uncle Yan Tong is planning to seize this opportunity.
There is a mountain and river tripod hidden in every belly of the holy mountain. Uncle Yan Tong watched the tripod for hundreds of years, and lived with the tripod no matter whether he ate or drank.
However, these years, the holy master has not allowed him to refine the mountain and river cauldron. If he forcibly refines it, he will be interfered by the will of the holy master and fail. Of course, Uncle Yan Tong also understands that even without the interference of the holy master, he will fail .
If you want to refine Shanhe Ding, you need a destiny that can carry luck.
His Uncle Yan Tong might be a bit worse, like Emperor Yuan Meng had such a fate.
Of course, Uncle Yan Tong believed in fate and followed the way of heaven. This is the path he has been walking.
Therefore, he left a touch of his own power in the Shanhe Cauldron, how much power can that primordial spirit burst out of his body, and when Anle refined the Shanhe Cauldron, he completed the lore and wiped out this not-in-fate Existence can make his Tao complete and take that crucial step.
At this moment, Uncle Yantong sensed that the primordial power he had left in the Shanhe Cauldron had been activated.
This shows that An Le started to refine the Shanhe Cauldron in his first mountain.
This mountain and river tripod that has been with him for hundreds of years will be refined by An Le, and will eventually leave him. Uncle Yan Tong is extremely unwilling and resentful towards the holy master's preference.
In the underground palace, many strong men are practicing, trying to impact and transform the essence of refining and dissipating immortals.
Uncle Yan Tong slowly opened his eyes, with a smile on his lips.
"Help me prove the truth, Lao Qi."
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Qingcheng Mountain, Zhenwu Temple.
The heavenly gate fell down to the mortal world, but it was covered by Taoist Qingyun's means, shielding this mighty aura.
The powerful existence behind the portal, the eyes are as vast as the stars, and the intertwined breath is permeated, turbulent like huge waves.
His gaze passed through the portal and landed on Taoist Qingyun.
The meaning is obvious, ask Taoist Qingyun the reason for extradition to Tianmen.
"Shangxian, something happened in the world, the temple master was sealed in the ancient tomb where the first emperor Ying Qin was buried, and it was difficult to leave."
"But the viewer sent back his thoughts and told the poor Taoist that the coffin of the first emperor Yingqin had left the ancient tomb, and that the first emperor Yingqin made an eternal plan to hunt down the Hupo fairy who suppressed the thousands of years, and take the Hupo fairy. The origin of the king wants to complete the feat of transforming a corpse into a Hanba."
Daoist Qingyun held a mahogany sword, pinched the seal formula, and said seriously.
However, Taoist Qingyun had just finished speaking.
The eyes of the immortal behind the portal shrank suddenly, and then a more terrifying aura surged across him. Even the original immortal monarch of the eleventh level behind the portal was extremely respectful under this aura.
"Yingqin wants to transform into Hanba? Hanba is a mythical creature, comparable to ancient gods and demons. Once the transformation is successful, it is enough to step into the twelve realms and live a second life... Ying Qin must not be allowed to succeed! Stop him! At all costs!"
A mighty voice came, illusory and indistinct, from nowhere.
It seems to be in the sky, it seems to be around Qingcheng Mountain, and it seems to be in everyone's ears and minds.
Like between heaven and earth, everywhere.
Daoist Qingyun was terrified, what kind of existence is this?
Absolutely beyond the existence of the Eleventh Realm Immortal Monarch!
Taoist Qingyun was in the early days of the ten realms and three disasters. He survived the thunder of annihilation. In addition to being tricky, he can handle anyone with ease.
However, at this moment, a voice from behind Tianmen made him feel palpitations, as if the other party wanted to kill him, all he needed was an understatement of a finger!
Taoist Qingyun paid respect, and immediately poured out everything he knew, speaking clearly.
"Ying Qin hid in the coffin and transformed into a drought...hidden in a sword? Take this sword and send it to Tianmen. There will be a lot of rewards."
The words of the mighty and mighty God, the mighty and powerful man were passed down again, and they poured in endlessly.
Daoist Qingyun's heart trembled, his face couldn't help but freeze, and then he revealed a look of sadness, and said: "Shangxian, Xiaodao Junior Brother Qingfeng went to get the sword, and he died in battle... There are no bones left, it is extremely miserable, the temple master was sealed in Lishan Mountain , now there is only one ten-level statue in Zhenwu Temple, and Pindao needs to sit in the ancestral court of Zhenwu and must not leave."
Afterwards, Taoist Qingyun introduced Hu Tian, Hu Yue and others in the distance.
Hutian, Huyue and other descendants of the immortals of the Baihu family did not expect Taoist Qingyun to introduce them in front of such a powerful person.
"The descendants of the Baihuxian ancient family left behind in the human world?"
"It's just a bunch of mixed blood descendants."
"However, after all, the blood of my ancient family of the White Tiger Immortal is flowing in the body. It is a good opportunity to bear the will of the top genius in the family..."
"Are you willing to sacrifice yourself?"
The mighty words were passed down, and in the words, there was no excitement about the return of Hu Tian, Hu Yue and others.
Hu Yue raised her head in a daze, with a puzzled look in her eyes.
But Hu Tian, who was kneeling on the ground beside him, was froze and motionless. With the perfect cultivation of the Nine Realms, as the strongest of his descendants, he was full of sadness and endless despair.
Sure enough, God's White Tiger family doesn't care about their descendants left behind...
Even regard them as mixed blood.
The return of the descendants of the White Tiger family, such as Lao Xianchang, Hu Hai, Hu Cang, etc., is nothing but a joke in the eyes of the powerful.
Endless coolness, ridiculous ten thousand years of persistence...
"I don't want to wait!"
"I have worked hard and persevered for thousands of years in the Xiangu battlefield. I have never given up. I have confronted the Yingqin stone warriors. Generation after generation of descendants of the Xiangu family have died. Our goal is to return to God and see the scenery of God. ...I am not willing to sacrifice myself!"
Hu Yue also understood, the girl's eye circles turned red all of a sudden, her figure was cold, and her heart was cold for the indifference of Bai Huxian's ancient family.
The cold reality severely impacted her mind and made her almost crazy, so at this moment, regardless of the mighty pressure from the heavens, she directly opened her mouth to refute.
She said it with tears in her eyes, expressing the difficulties of the descendants of the Xiangu family who have persisted for thousands of years in the Xiangu battlefield.
Hutian was lying on the side, shaking violently, his eyes were red, and he felt sad.
The only two remaining descendants of the Xiangu family behind them were also red-eyed, gritted their teeth, and trembled all over, moved and moved by Hu Yue's words.
However, the mighty figure behind Tianmen seemed to be looking down on them from above, indifferent and ruthless, never moved by Hu Yue's words, and even displeased by Hu Yue's disobedience.
"It's just mixed blood. It's not worthy of returning to the Immortal Ancient Family. The Immortal Ancient Family... doesn't need mixed blood."
The indifferent and cold words, like a cold sword's edge, pierced the hearts of Hu Yue, Hu Tian and others.
Hu Yue's tender body was on the verge of falling, her eyes were empty and lifeless.
"The only value you have in the world right now... is to welcome the arrival of the pride of my White Tiger family. This is the supreme honor for you as bastards. You have waited thousands of years for hardship and perseverance, and what you are looking for is this moment. "
Words poured in from all sides of the world like a tide, hitting Hu Yue hard again.
"No!"
Hu Yue resisted and screamed.
however.
Behind Tianmen, a terrifying will suddenly fell down. Hu Yue wanted to resist, but he couldn't resist at all.
Hutian violently rose up and slashed towards the outside of Qingcheng Mountain, but Taoist Qingyun indifferently made a move, pinched a little seal, and Hutian's perfect body in the Nine Realms of Hutian directly fell to the ground as if being pressed by the mountain.
"Why has Pindao been unwilling to help you? Can't you figure it out?"
Taoist Qingyun sighed.
This scene, he had expected.
For the Xiangu family, the existence of Huyue, Hutian and others is a kind of blood insult, not to mention returning, their existence is a shame.
The only function is to make it easier for the immortals from above to receive and guide them.
Dao Yuanshen's light fell, Hu Yue, Hutian and the other two descendants of the Xiangu family, the divine light in their eyes dimmed and disappeared, the Yuanshen was killed, the soul was obliterated, and the body was replaced.
The light rain splashed, and the spray continued, and after a while.
The powerful will behind the Tianmen is gone, and the Tianmen is closed.
Taoist Qingyun's face showed exhaustion, and his soul felt an indescribable sense of difficulty.
The surrounding disciples of Zhenwu Temple are also exhausted. To maintain the opening of the Tianmen, it is also a lot of pressure for them. It is definitely not easy to manipulate such a magic weapon as the Tianmen, let alone this time. Bearing the arrival of the heavenly pride.
The eyes of Hu Yue and the others remained blank for a moment, suddenly, the light in their eyes was turbulent, spirituality emerged, the breath was rising steadily, flesh and blood were transforming, immortal energy was growing from the flesh and blood, and the fire of Nirvana burned and intertwined .
Taoist Qingyun shrunk slightly and took a deep breath.
The descendants of the four immortal families bear the arrival of the four heavenly prides, and the cultivation bases of the four have all been promoted to the tenth realm!
Among them, the Tianjiao who occupied Hutian's physical body even raised his cultivation level to the realm of ten realms and two disasters.
His eyes were bright and deep, he twisted his neck, and said lightly: "It's not bad, although it's mixed blood, but after all, it's the blood of Immortal Hupo that flows, and it's okay to carry the geniuses in the middle of the Xianjiao Monument like us. It is simply not enough to carry those evildoers at the forefront of the Xianjiao Monument, the coming of will is the disintegration of flesh and blood."
The remaining three immortals and geniuses are also familiar with flesh and blood.
"Where is the young man holding the sword that carries Ying Qin's coffin?"
The Tianjiao of the Upper Realm, who occupied Hutian's body, had deep eyes, and there was a fairy energy in the bottom of his eyes. After getting familiar with the body, he looked at Taoist Qingyun and asked.
Taoist Qingyun let out a sigh of relief, is there a stele of immortal pride?
He still knew that the temple master had mentioned that the Celestial Pride Monument is a record of the geniuses who ranked among the five immortals in the ancient family and the Heavenly Court for fifty years.
The heavenly geniuses who can make it to the list have basically stepped into the ten realms.
After all, the practice environment of God and the world is completely different.
Meeting the eyes of the previous ones, Taoist Qingyun held a mahogany sword, smiled gently, and pointed in the direction of Dali Kingdom.
The Tianjiao of the Upper Realm who occupied Hutian's body smiled lightly, and there were silver lights intertwining and bursting out like lightning around him, enveloping the other three, tearing apart the space, and escaping into it.
Fierce air currents roared, blowing Taoist Qingyun's beard and hair flying, his eyes narrowed slightly, he was actually a genius who had mastered the avenue of space!
It seems... An Le is coming to an end!
-
The brilliance of dawn rises from the end of the horizon.
Like a ball of crimson fire slowly suspended in the air, it rose to a height of ten thousand feet, releasing a fiery brilliance, illuminating the mountains, rivers and the earth.
The capital of Dali, which has undergone overnight changes, is as quiet as ever from the outside. The city walls are covered with mottled marks. A person who follows Lu Yishan loyally.
They are wearing golden armor, Dali Kingdom advocates gold, and the armor on their bodies is also golden, patrolling in line on the city wall, the atmosphere is chilling.
Suddenly, one of the leading generals of the Nine Realms suddenly turned his head and looked outside the capital of Dali Kingdom.
The two figures rushed towards them quickly, and a overwhelming sense of oppression swept over the two of them.
Rumble!
The trees on both sides swayed and were pushed aside by the terrifying coercion and air waves.
"Enemy attack!"
Without hesitation, the strong man of the Nine Realms immediately roared, the drums beat, and the bell rang.
After a night of turmoil in the capital of Dali, there was another commotion immediately. Many people took to the streets in a daze, facing the rising sun, and looked out of the city.
However, compared to last night, their faces are less worried and more confident, because their national teacher is back. That legendary national teacher has created too many miracles and won too much for the people of Dali. Benefit.
The common people trust this national teacher, and the dignitaries also hate and love this national teacher.
boom!
The brilliance dissipated, and the tyrannical qi and blood lingered around his body like a ribbon of smoke. King Yangdi was wearing armor, his eyes were as deep as the starry sky, and he was carrying a huge black sword on his back. , to kill everything.
Beside King Yangdi, there is Marshal Toure, who has a big arm and a round waist, but holds a treasured feather fan.
Toure and Woxuan are equally famous, but now that Woxuan has fallen, Toure has obtained the treasure instead, and his status and strength are above Woxuan.
"My lord, the capital of Dali has arrived."
Tu Lei boasted that he was elegant and smiled. He was originally a reckless man, but he became less reckless when he held the feather fan. He felt that he needed to become elegant to be worthy of this treasure.
"Directly attack...or?"
Tulei looked at King Yangdi, who was majestic and lingering with the fire of Nirvana, and asked.
He naturally followed the example of King Yangdi. After all, there was a new tenth realm in Dali, and that was not something he, Tourei, could deal with.
As if a blazing flame burst out of King Yangdi's eyes, he raised his hand and grabbed the precious black knife behind his back.
In an instant, the fierce saber energy, cutting continuously, impacted all directions.
"Wang Yansheng, come out and fight, let me see the most precious sword you forged!"
King Yangdi spoke in a calm voice.
But the moment after the news came out, it was like a huge wave rolled up by a big river, slamming on the long embankment and making a terrifying explosion, as if it wanted to smash the long embankment into pieces.
In the capital of Dali.
All the practitioners only felt a burst of palpitations, just a cry of war, which made their blood surge, and there was a faint unbearable shock, which made them almost vomit blood.
Ten realms!
The one calling for war outside the city...is a ten-level statue!
Wang Yansheng's eyes changed when he was talking with Lu Yishan.
"Here we come... It's Yuan Mengyang Zhai Wang Ge Lie."
Wang Yansheng took a deep breath.
Lu Yishan's face was solemn, and the fingers resting on the handguard of the wheelchair kept moving, and a strong sense of crisis lingered in his heart.
"Something's wrong... If it's just Yang Di Wang Ge hunting, it's not enough to give me such a strong sense of crisis."
"What's wrong, what did I forget?"
Lu Yishan murmured.
Wang Yansheng didn't say much, his frosty hair was like a sword, his sleeves were bulging and fluttering, under the sleeves, the arm bones shone with sword light, weaving and tearing the void.
His heart was also full of fighting spirit.
Yangdi Wang Ge Lie is also a master of casting soldiers, this is a battle between masters of casting soldiers!
With one step forward, the sword energy is intertwined and vigorous.
"King Yang Di, open your dog eyes wide and take a good look at the sword that you will never be able to forge in your lifetime!"
In the arm bone, Zhijian Changhe trembled slightly, emitting a bright sword chant.
Wang Yansheng's sleeve robe bulged, and he flicked it violently.
In an instant, the light of the sword fluttered, like a long rainbow, shooting out from the capital of Dali like a silver lightning.
He shot towards King Yangzhai, who was hanging in the air outside the city, and his blood was spraying like fire from the ground!
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